I’m convinced that God places angels among us.
You know how it is. Wheever you’re having a bad day, the phone will ring, out of the blue, and you’ll hear from someone you’ve lost touch with. Or a stranger will hold a door open. Or you’ll get a genuine smile that you just can’t help but answer in kind.
Sometimes these angels will go well above and beyond the everyday kindnesses, though. That’s been the case in my life.
Someone who is very dear to my heart and who is a regular reader of this blog was just there for me when I really needed the help. No need to ask for the help; it just happened.
You know who you are. And you know how much I love and appreciate you. Thank you, my angel.
Friends
I believe in Angels . . . They walk the same paths as us, only they are here for different reasons. Ever wonder why someone would work for Hospice . . . ?
Their job is to help someone with their last days. I’m not sure I could do that, but I would . . . I am no Angel, but I try to help . . . Two older Gents live up the street and I try to watch out for them. When it snows, I try to get there before they do, to shovel them out. I believe all of us have a little Angel in us . . . Dreams are yours to share. Dan H
Dan Hanosh
Dreams Are Yours To Share
Thanks, Dan, for your input — and for being an angel yourself. Stay as you are.